We were sitting in the coffee house,
My wife and I, drinking and chatting,
Something we do two of three times a week.
Looking out the window, into the garden centre,
We saw him, this very young boy
Holding onto to his Granddads hand.
Running and jumping in the rain,
Just a tee shirt, shorts,
And black wellies.
The laughter on his face was a joy,
Lost in absolute enjoyment of the moment.
Moments later came a little girl,
Following her Mum.
The girl had yellow wellies,
And was holding a large umbrella over her,
But the look on her face seemed to say,
I really don’t want to be here.
To me this summed up life;
Some enjoy each moment as it happens,
Others see no pleasure in the moment
And want to move on,
Move on to what?
Each moment in our lives is special,
Enjoy each and every one of them.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 27th, 2022 01:17
- Comment from author about the poem: This is one from a number of years ago.
- Category: Reflection
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Always a pleasure to read your chosen subjects dear Andy and today your recall of valuing moments as seen in young faces shows lessons to adults who look and learn. Thank you for sharing that moment of years ago.
My absolute pleasure Fay.
Andy
Oooo. One from the past. Does this mean your muse is sleeping?!!!
Not at all, time was the issue this morning.
Croquet?
A fine write Gold. You and I were children millions of years ago!
We certainly were Orchi.
Andy
Ye tales of dinosaurs that we recite, etc....
So true and applies to us all no matter what age we are.
Very true Michael.
Andy
Your people watching poetry is always chirpy and revealing. Obviously that chosen coffee house is a great window from which to view the world.
It certainly is a great window on people d a.
Andy
A spark of joy in my hectic day! Thank you as always for the upliftment and reflection. Wonderful.
My absolute pleasure Rocky, thank you.
Andy
Oh dear poet, I just love this one. You have captured the essence of what it is to love the simple joys of life so beautifully, and to find joy in watching others joy. Thank you!
Thank you for your kind words Bella, much appreciated.
Andy
So true Andy
Thank you Melissa.
Andy
Absolutely true. A wonderful reflection.
Thank you Rozina.
Andy
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